We all know that living near the coastal marshes means dealing with a few bugs. It’s part of the price we pay for paradise. But there are some summer evenings where the local mosquitoes seem to have graduated from mere pests to a genetically modified “Super-Breed” that laughs in the face of maximum-strength bug spray.
You can coat yourself in a cloud of chemical deterrents until you are practically glowing in the dark, and these coastal monsters will still find the one millimeter of skin on your ankle that you missed. They don’t just bite and fly away; they swarm with a terrifying, organized persistence that can cut a beautiful deck sunset night short in less than thirty seconds. When the wind dies down, the marsh forces assemble. Grab the heavy-duty spray, light the Citronella torches, and prepare for battle, because the Bolivar bugs play for keeps.
Welcome to Kelly’s Korner: “Finding the extraordinary in the ordinary, and the ridiculous in everything else.”
